"He died from an overdose of bullets."Desi looked at me with such an expression of conviction, and said, "You were very good to me a little while ago....I feel like it is dishonest for you not to know these things about me, before you get too far in to get out."My father sent me away soon after my grandfather was killed. He gave very clear instructions that I was to be educated, protected, and kept innocent. The castle didn't even have a TV. That was how strictly my father's orders were. Mistress stood up and held a bottle of poppers under my nose. I feltmyself getting weaker. Helpless in her hands. "That's a good girl Brenda,so helpless to resist mistress. Now be a good girl and give me all thatsissy juice from your eggs so we can really get started."Between her soft leather gloves on my clitty and the poppers making meweak, I could hold back no longer. I had been locked up over a week andneeded to release. In just a few quick minutes Mistress Andrea had mepumping my juices. ” The shortest of the three brunettes stuffed her mittens in the pocket before handing it off to me, to hang in the front hall closet.The jacket was too light for a long Chicago winter. I held my frown in.I didn’t comment on my guest showing up unexpectedly in the exact same outfit she wore the previous evening. Green fluffy sweater, painted-on bleached blue jeans and worn sneakers.“I’m making dinner; leftover pizza and chef salad. Care to join me?”“Okay.”Her reticence was expected. What her. I would lick it clean even off the floor.Arnav: Haha, I know Mommy! That is why I love you so much.Meghna: And, you know what? Yesterday was the first time I had my asshole penetrated. It was just your fingers, but that is the first time I have had something go inside my ass.Arnav: Oh! A virgin ass aunt, huh? I thought you had it popped even before your marriage.Meghna: I wish I had. And now since my young lover couldn’t give me the pleasure I craved for, I might need to go hunt for someone.